Yiren's non-human chat group

Tang San just floated on the spot thinking about the problem, and didn't show anything else, neither answered the questions of the soldiers present, nor left the territory, just floated silently thinking on the spot.

It was as if he regarded the predators around him as ants who could be wiped out with a wave of his hand, and regarded their questioning as a slightly noisy wind in his ears.

Silence is the greatest contempt, not to mention that this kind of contempt is aimed at the army of the dynasty, the face of the dynasty.

Of course, to General Yang, face is nothing, the important thing is that this is a territory strictly guarded by adults.

This is the outpost port where only the Kyushu plane borders other planes, and it is the undesecrated frontier of the dynasty.

Looking at the blue-clothed figure in the sky who seemed to be listening to them, General Yang stared with a pair of tiger eyes as big as a copper bell, and the surging blood-colored true energy all over his body kept surging in his chest, glowing with fierce blood.

The same sound stirred up the situation within a radius of ten miles like thunder.

"Bold lunatics, those who offend me in Kyushu, kill them."

"Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!" xN
The ferocious roar shook the sky, this time the roar was no longer just to drive away like before, but also brought a fierce breath.

Streams of blood surged from every soldier on the ground, condensing an extremely huge body in the sky in a strange array.

That figure was red all over, about a hundred feet tall, wearing heavy armor, holding a war halberd, filled with a chilling murderous aura, the ferocious aura rushed to the sky, and the surrounding clouds were torn apart by this fierce aura Cracked, showing a hundred miles of clear sky.

And at this time, our late wife, the God King, seemed to have just noticed what was happening here, and glanced at the army soul condensed with true energy and blood evil in his eyes without any waves, and there was a little bit of involuntary expression in his eyes. A look of appreciation.

Although Tang San was a disdainful guy, it didn't take him too long to become a god king, he was all knowledgeable, and he was far from being considered, at least he had never seen the battle formation in front of him before.

But from the perspective of the gods, although it may not be possible for him to immediately create or modify one based on the battle formation in front of him, it can be seen that the underlying logic of the battle formation is not a big problem.

At the very least, using the Xuantian Kungfu he still uses to understand true qi and God Shura's sensitive perception of murderous aura, he can basically judge the maximum strength that the army soul in front of him can display at a glance.

"It's a bit similar to the martial soul fusion technique, but the single increase is not that powerful, but it is more practical. The strength of an army of thousands of people can roughly match that of a 96-level Title Douluo, which is quite good for ordinary people... ..."

Looking at the bloody army soul in front of him that completely locked his murderous aura, Tang San looked indifferent, and slowly clapped his hands to show his praise.

Looking at the army formation in front of him, Tang San already had a rough guess about the previous scene.

In the previous life, when he was still an outer disciple of the Tang Sect, Tang San also vaguely heard the name of Zhanzhen from other people.

Hundreds of years ago in the Kyushu plane, there was not only the Dynasty, but the surrounding Nanman, Beidi, Dongyi and Xirong were all eyeing the Central Plains.

But it was the appearance of a martial arts mythical battle formation from the royal family in that year that greatly increased the strength of the Kyushu army. Even without relying on the so-called elders and masters of the so-called great sects, they could explode with amazing destructive power.

It was by virtue of the iron-blooded army and the iron-blooded army soul of that generation that the Kyushu was unified, and the strength of the imperial court back then, even those super sects that had been passed down for thousands of years had to avoid its edge.

It's a pity that the prosperous age cannot continue. Since that generation of martial arts myths passed away, those long-shrinking super sects began to show up slowly, running on and suppressing the power of the imperial court, which made the upper-level power of the imperial court shrink continuously.

Even in Tang San's generation, the imperial court was weak, and even a battle of ten thousand people could hardly defeat the beheading action of the first great master.

Even those elders in the Tang Sect who barely reached the master dared to brag in front of their disciples, "As long as you avoid the sharp edge of the army soul, you can take the head of a general among ten thousand people, and the army soul will naturally be destroyed without attack."

However, if a reverse push is carried out, the court regains power and the quality of soldiers improves, and an army formation of only a thousand people can explode with such vast power.

If thousands of troops go out to fight, even hundreds of thousands, millions, or even the so-called grand master as a soldier, a great master as a general, and a martial arts myth as a commander, even in this place where the quality is not as good as the Douluo plane, it will explode with a mortal body. It's not impossible to get close to the power of God.

Wanting to understand this, Tang San couldn't help but calm down.

Originally, he thought that some strange gods would appear in this plane and wanted to interfere with the development of the Douluo plane.

But looking at it this way now, this is completely an oolong. The power that can barely be unleashed requires the condensation of the army, which is nothing in front of the real strong.

Even if they are allowed to enter the Douluo Plane, it is nothing more than a different kind of Sun Moon Empire, which will have no effect on his layout at all, and may even add a flower to the fruit he will get soon. Gorgeous golden flowers.

but……

Scanning the "relics" of the Tang Sect again, Tang San's indifferent face was covered with anger.

Although when he became a god, even when he jumped off the ghost, he drew a clear line with his past, and he still remembers every bit of his past life in his heart.

Although the inner sect of the Tang Sect was unwilling to teach him the core exercises, and was unwilling to teach him the true and profound hidden weapon skills, it was only through his own efforts that he acquired the current kung fu and skills.

But it is also the place where he grew up in his previous life, and it is also the land he once guarded.

But now this place was razed to the ground, how could Tang San not be angry?
As for Tang San, the chief culprit who was tormented, even if he responded with his heels, he could probably figure out that in order to publicize the return of the overlord, the court that regained power took the lead in pointing the finger at the Tang Sect, which cooperated most closely with the court.

Directly use the fierce army to destroy the sect and slaughter the sect, take away the martial arts and hidden weapon wisdom accumulated by the Tang sect for many years, continue to strengthen itself, and then extend its claws to other sects.

"How different is this imperial court from the Spirit Hall!"

One day in the sky and one year in the Douluo plane, although ten thousand years have passed, but in the God Realm, Tang San has only practiced for more than ten years.

And most of the time is used for cultivation, and the perception of time is infinitely close to zero, so generally speaking, the current Tang San is actually the same Tang San, there are changes, but not too big.

But now seeing the court who behaved similarly to Qiu Kou back then, the ice-cold murderous aura slowly spread into Tang San's eyes.

"Using swords to the gods is the way to die..."

This one can't be regarded as water, after all, it is necessary to explain the contradictions and conflicts in the story. Although most of Tang San's thoughts are here, is the truth important to Tang San?It doesn't matter.Anyway, there is a way to kill.